Partly on the recommendation of my sister (who, having kids, probably only sees children’s movies), and partly because I’ll see any Pixar movie on spec, Gwen and I saw Finding Nemo on Friday. A 9:30 PM show, meaning there was only one bawling child in the theater.
The movie is very enjoyable. It has a typical Disney “child-loses-parent” plot, although unlike Bambi, Dumbo, the Lion King, etc, the child is reunited with the parent. While those are always coming-of-age adventure stories for the child, this one atypically includes as much coming-of-age adventure for the parent. But we weren’t going for the plot–we were going for the visual imagination and the comedy. Albert Brooks was great, as he always is. Ellen DeGeneres was perfect. Willem Dafoe, likewise. The quality of the images was stunning, and the artistry–which somehow made the fish look realistic and still anthropomorphic–was delightful. I want to know how they do that.
2 thoughts on “Finding Nemo”
Dumbo was reunited with his mother at the end. I know this because I have seen the movie 86,375 times, thanks to my daughters.
Note that Nemo is not reunited with his mother. She is devoured by a barracuda. Also, there are a few little explanatory clips floating around on the web that explain how they do it. Just the thought and tech around doing the water is impressive. (Not that I’m biased.)
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